New Beginnings
The final seconds of the passing year
rang out in frosty echoes through the night.
Disturbed from slumber, tiny snowflakes stirred
and showered in the moon’s blue-silver light.
With distant sound of revellers in song
befell a mood of melancholy heart,
where roads to nowhere rolled out dark and long
and neither moon nor stars could light impart.
Beyond the stroke of midnight, silent mist
in fingers twirled and beckoned right then left,
to travel forth toward an unknown tryst,
or walk the journey back to life bereft.
Unhappiness entwined with pain and tears
now fraternized with hope upon the breeze.
29th Jan 2010
Copyright © Sharon Tideswell | Year Posted 2010
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